Today's Qianmo Continent is a huge blue planet, and even Mengtuo Continent has become a subsidiary continent of Qianmo Continent.
Entering Qianmo Continent, Lin Feng felt that the spiritual energy here was very rich, almost reaching the level of immortal energy.
Because of the rich spiritual energy, the practitioners here practice much faster than before.
Many practitioners directly skip the body refining stage and directly enter the soul forging realm.
Seeing the prosperous scene of his hometown, Lin Feng was extremely happy.
However, his footsteps did not stop, but he searched for his wife's consciousness and soul in the vast sea of people.
Lin Feng's footsteps became faster and faster, gradually turning into a breeze.
From then on, people on the Qianmo Continent could often feel a breeze passing by, as if blowing through the sea of souls, making their soul seas clear for a while.
As the breeze blows, the students who are studying in the sea of learning will suddenly become enlightened and their pens will flow smoothly.
The cultivators who are working hard on the path of cultivation will have their understanding greatly improved.
Painters and artists will be inspired to paint masterpieces that will be passed down for generations.
People gradually discovered that Qianmo Continent was full of talents.
Talents from all walks of life emerged in both the cultivation world and the mortal world, and there were so many talents.
It seemed that there was an explosion of talents in Qianmo Continent.
A small town named Fenghuang still retains a trace of its original style after a thousand years.
Now it has become a tourist attraction because a legendary figure lived here for a period of time a thousand years ago.
In a wine shop facing the street, a man who looked to be in his thirties was sitting along the street.
On the table in front of him were a pot of sake, a plate of peanuts and a plate of pine cone cake.
The wine in the man's glass has not been touched.
It has been more than ten years and he has searched almost every corner of Qianmo Continent.
He still hasn't found the person he is looking for.
Where on earth could she be?
"Uncle, do you want flowers?"
came a childish voice.
The man turned around and saw an eighty-nine-year-old girl holding a bouquet of roses and selling them to a couple of tourists.
The little girl's clothes are shabby and her hair is a little messy.
There were tears on her dirty little face.
The little girl peddled around but couldn't sell a single bouquet of roses.
The girl looked at the roses that were almost withering in her hands, feeling so aggrieved that she almost cried.
His eyes swept over the girl, like a breeze blowing by.
Suddenly, his heart tightened, and the touch from the depths of his soul made the man feel happy.
He was about to stand up.
Suddenly, I saw a dark-faced man in his thirties or forties walking up to the little girl.
He looked at the roses that were about to wither in her hands and became furious.
The man reached out and hit the girl hard on the face.
The girl stumbled and fell to the ground, and the roses in her hands fell to the ground.
"Useless things.
I haven't sold a single bouquet of flowers for so long.
What's the use of raising you?
If you don't sell these words today, don't have lunch," the black-faced man scolded angrily.
The girl was too frightened to say anything and picked up the roses on the ground in a panic.
The man sitting on the street looked at the scene in front of him, with a flash of anger in his eyes, and the cup in his hand shattered with a bang.
"If you are clumsy and these flowers are broken, I will kill you."
The black-faced man continued to curse, and raised his leg to kick the girl.
The girl screamed in fright, closed her eyes, but did not dare to escape, because she could only avoid it.
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In exchange for more beatings and scoldings.
However, the girl found that the foot that kicked her did not come down for a long time.
She opened her eyes tremblingly and found that her foot was held in the air by someone.
The girl looked at the man who blocked her foot, with a kind face, and felt an indescribable feeling of intimacy.
"Boy, I care about my daughter.
Don't meddle in other people's business.
Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."
The black-faced man found that the foot he kicked out was pinched.
He was stunned for a moment, and then found the strength of the hand holding his foot.
It's not very big, he said viciously as he pulled his feet away.
"Since she is your daughter, you should treat her cruelly like this," the man said coldly.
"This is my daughter.
I can do whatever I want with you as a foreigner.
It's best not to meddle in other people's business, or you won't know how you died."
The black-faced man scolded.
"Is she your daughter?"
The man smiled coldly, holding the girl's left hand with his right hand, and a warm current flowed into the girl's body.
"Kid, don't be afraid.
Tell your uncle the truth, and your uncle can make the decision for you."
Warmth flowed into her body.
The girl didn't know why she felt that the man in front of her was so trustworthy.
An unprecedented courage rose from the bottom of her heart.
She wanted to get rid of her current life.
She didn't want to be beaten and scolded by that vicious man again.
"Uncle, he is not my father."
The girl plucked up the courage to say.
"You bastard, you take advantage of me and take advantage of me.
How dare you say that I am not your father?
Do you not want to live anymore?"
The black-faced man cursed angrily and reached out to hit the little girl on the head.
The little girl was so frightened that she hurriedly hid behind the man, but the man reached out and grabbed the black-faced man's hand.
"This girl also said that you are not her father.
If you dare to touch her again, I will make you a useless person."
The man used it gently, and the black-faced man immediately gritted his teeth in pain.
"Do you want to follow me and be my daughter?"
The man looked at the girl.
The girl looked at the black-faced man, who was staring at him fiercely.
"Don't worry about him, as long as you say you are willing or not," the man said.
The girl hesitated for a long time and finally nodded.
The man smiled, took out a bag from his arms and threw it to the black-faced man, "This is compensation for you."
After saying that, regardless of whether the black-faced man agreed or not, he pulled the girl forward.
The black-faced man took the bag and was overjoyed when he saw that there were two ninth-grade spiritual stones inside.
After putting away the spiritual stones, he looked at the direction in which the man and the girl were leaving, and smiled sinisterly.
"Uncle, what's your name?"
After following the man for a long time, the girl finally summoned the courage to ask.
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"Lin Feng."
The man replied.
"My name is Miaoke," the girl said.
"This name is very nice."
Lin Feng said with a smile.
"Uncle, thank you."
Miaoke said.
"Why thank me?"
Lin Feng looked at Miaoke.
"You saved me from that vicious man."
Miaoke lowered his head.
"He beats you every day" Lin Feng asked.
Miaoke nodded, "He is really not my father.
My parents have died long ago.
I was picked up by him.
There are many other children like me.
He forces us to beg for food, steal money, and sell food every day."
Flowers, everything.
It is stipulated that everyone must get at least ten gold coins every day.
If they can't get it, they will be beaten. " Miaoke talked about her sadness and started crying unconsciously.
"Don't worry, no one will dare to hit you in the future."
Lin Feng said.
Miaoke nodded, suddenly knelt down, and kowtowed three times towards Lin Feng. aa2705221: